Well aware that the doors in this passage were much stronger than those in the entry he had just quitted he was neither surprised nor dismayed to find it fastened by a lock of unusual size. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Anyhow, she’s disappeared for some reason or other. Leaving the panel wide, Melusine dashed to the library door and flung it open, racing into the hall. Ramage controlled his expression and thought very quickly.
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